He whispered to no one, "Linsy… if you really don’t want to divorce..."

But she was already asleep.

And he was left with the silence that knew him better than anyone else…

The room was dim, cast in the hush of late evening, where shadows lay like spilled ink across the floor. Moonlight filtered in through gauzy curtains, soft and silver, brushing against the form of a woman curled restlessly on a wide bed.

Michael Helwart stood at the ...